Fortunately it's you

When Zhang Xiaowei returned to the dormitory, he fell headlong on the bed and fell asleep.After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Xiaowei was awakened by the sound of the phone again. He looked at the phone lazily and found that it was the call from the counselor Yang Guang.

Zhang Xiaowei picked up the phone in a daze, and heard Yang Guang say hurriedly: "Come to my office quickly."

After Zhang Xiaowei hung up the phone, he turned over and prepared to continue sleeping for a while.But immediately, he thought that the counselor's eager voice must be something urgent. After thinking of Yang Guang coming back from the farmhouse and taking Du Meili to the hospital directly, Zhang Xiaowei really didn't feel sleepy.

Zhang Xiaowei got up quickly and went to Yang Guang's office.

Yang Guang sat in the corner with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, with an old, gloomy face.

"Teacher Yang, what do you want from me?" Although Zhang Xiaowei didn't like this counselor, in order to show his respect, he still respected him.

"Well, sit down." Yang Guang sized up Zhang Xiaowei and exhaled a puff of smoke ring.

Zhang Xiaowei sat down obediently.

"Well, today's matter, it's best for everyone not to make it public. Let's make big things small and small things. On the girl's side, I asked Yu Na to convey it. On the boy's side, I will convey it to you."

"Oh, what happened today? I don't know anything, is that so?" Zhang Xiaowei said lightly.

"I can't see that you are also a little cunning when you are usually quiet. It's right if you don't know." Yang Guang said with a smile.

"Well, did Du Meili tell you anything today?" Yang Guang's expression changed, he put away his smiling face, and asked seriously.

"I didn't say anything, what happened to her?" Zhang Xiaowei hid his thoughts.

"She dropped out of school, remember that no matter what she tells you, you will rot in my heart." Yang Guang's expression became more and more serious.

"Is this the threat of Chi Guoguo?" Zhang Xiaowei sneered in his heart, but that handsome face was still calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Teacher Yang, if there is nothing else, I will go back first." Zhang Xiaowei said with a smile.

"My squad leader Zhang, and can you take the initiative to report to me about the class situation, including a summary of the class's truancy and skipping classes. I have to call you every time. You see, Yu Na is more conscious and takes the initiative every day Report to me, and let me tell you, you are not competent as a monitor." Yang Guang was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaowei's performance.

"Squad leader and Communist Youth League secretary, whoever reports is the same." Zhang Xiaowei looked indifferent.

"Let me tell you, each class now has a quota for probationary party members. Logically speaking, it should be the class leader. I give priority to those who have worked ability and made significant contributions to class construction." Yang Guang said coldly.

"Teacher Yang, you said that if Du Meili drowned today, who would be responsible?" Zhang Xiaowei couldn't take it anymore, sneered, turned and left.

Yang Guang looked at Zhang Xiaowei's leaving figure with a cloudy look on his face.

When Zhang Xiaowei walked out of the office, he saw an unread text message on his phone, "Lazy pig, are you sleeping? Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Xiaowei smiled slightly, saved the strange number as "Li Hang", and replied casually, "Who are you, Mr. Li?"

"Oh, I was discovered. Can I show you how to swim tomorrow?"

"Tuition is more expensive." Zhang Xiaowei texted Li Hang while walking.

Li Hang quickly replied, "No problem, I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon, see you at two o'clock in the afternoon. I have a dinner party at noon, so we won't have dinner together."

"The school has a swimming pool, why go out?" Zhang Xiaowei replied.

"I have a gold card from the Jinbihua Hotel. You don't have to use it for nothing. You just have to wait. Let me declare first that we will be together tomorrow. Let your group of pig friends take a break first."

"Gao Fushuai is really extraordinary, I have never been to such a luxurious hotel." Zhang Xiaowei was surprised at the speed of his recovery of text messages.

"Then I can open a room by the way, and let you experience the star service."

Zhang Xiaowei smiled slightly and replied, "Then see you tomorrow."

Just as Zhang Xiaowei pressed the send button, the phone rang. To Zhang Xiaowei's surprise, the caller ID was Xu Qi.

"Xiaowei, do you have time?" Xu Qi's voice was a little low.

"It's okay, Mr. Xu, what's your order?"

"Well, come to my house, I want to talk to you, I feel sad,"

Zhang Xiaowei was depressed when he heard Teacher Xu Qi on the other end of the phone, as if he was crying.

"Okay, Mr. Xu, just wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

After Zhang Xiaowei hung up the phone, he ran towards Xu Qi's residence.

When Zhang Xiaowei saw Xu Qi's red and swollen eyes, reeking of alcohol, he was shocked.

There were scattered cans of beer and bottles on the ground. Xu Qi had messy hair, dull eyes, and a haggard face, as if she had suffered a serious illness, completely different from the usual energetic and vigorous him.

"Mr. Xu, what's the matter with you, how did you drink like this?" Zhang Xiaowei hurriedly supported Xu Qi who was staggering while holding the wine bottle.

"Xiaowei, I saw him today, haha, I saw him." Xu Qi tilted her head, half-closed her eyes, raised her head, and there was another bottle of wine, "But he doesn't know me anymore, You didn't see the look of disgust in his eyes when he saw me."

Xu Qi's hand holding the can, trembling slightly, kneaded the can into a round shape, and then fell heavily on the ground, making a sharp sound.

"Mr. Xu, you are drunk, sit down and have a rest, I'll get you a glass of water." Zhang Xiaowei helped Xu Qi to sit on the sofa, and was about to get up to pour water, but Xu Qi pushed him down.

Xu Qi pointed to the ink painting on the table and said, "Hey, I saw Prince Qimu, but he doesn't like me anymore."

Only then did Zhang Xiaowei realize that Xu Qi had placed the ink painting on the wall on the coffee table, and the dots of ink on it had already bloomed, resembling blooming flowers.

Although Xu Qi drank a lot of wine, the wine bottle was far away from the painting, lest the painting be stained with alcohol.

Zhang Xiaowei didn't speak, and quietly looked at Xu Qi whose eyes were flushed again.

"His surname is Li, and my name is Qi. He once said to me, 'Use my surname, and your name', so he took the pen name of Prince Qimu."

Xu Qi's teardrops fell down again, "tick" on the painting.

Rao Zhang Xiaowei had already guessed in his heart, but at this moment, his body shook involuntarily, and he was still shocked.

"Hehe, I should have thought of it a long time ago! Teacher Xu Qi's she is him!" Zhang Xiaowei shouted in his heart.

"Such an obvious charade game, Muzi is Li, and its king is Qi. It's ridiculous that I can't guess it. And today, the weirdness of the two of them, Xu Qi saw him go into the water, followed by such an obvious thing , I’m still hesitant to guess.” Zhang Xiaowei smiled wryly in his heart.

"Or I don't want to associate them at all." Zhang Xiaowei muttered to himself.

"The landscape in this painting was painted by him, and Guiyan was painted by me. He said, 'When we get old, we will choose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live a life of immortals and beautiful families'."

Xu Qi is already immersed in the past, unable to extricate herself.

Seeing Xu Qi's tears rolling down uncontrollably, Zhang Xiaowei had a sore nose and slightly red eyes.He reached out for a piece of paper and wiped away Xu Qi's tears.

"I still remember that when he was drawing, I liked to grind for him next to him." Xu Qi couldn't help sobbing.

A beautiful picture appeared in Zhang Xiaowei's mind.

In front of the scroll, there are two gentle men, one splashing ink, the other grinding quietly, occasionally smiling at each other, but also extremely lingering.

But now, seeing Xu Qi's distraught look, Zhang Xiaowei couldn't bear to look any longer.

The good times of the two people have turned into scars at this moment, but the ridiculous thing is that they have to keep peeling off the scabbed sores to reveal the bloody wounds inside, so that every memory has become a scar .

The next sentence of seeing things and thinking about people is always that things are right and people are wrong, what a cruel thing this is.

The author has something to say: Bugao has been busy recently, often has to work overtime, and the update time is confusing.

Everyone often refreshes the empty wait, and I would like to say sorry to everyone.

In the future, I will try my best to adjust the update time to around eight o'clock.

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